CONCLUSION.



pursuing. One of these letters went to my Union ac-
quaintance whom I have called, in the preceding pages,
"Andy Jones."
  He promptly replied, and a pretty regular correspond-
ence ensued between us, which has continued, at inter-
vals, even since the suspension of intercourse between
the North and the South.
  Andy has stood firmly and nobly by the old flag. At
the risk of every thing, he has boldly expressed his sen-
timents everywhere. With his life in his hand, and-a
revolver in each of his breeches-pockets, he walked the
streets of Wilmington when the secession fever was at
its height, openly proclaiming his undying loyalty to
the Union, and "no man dared gainsay him."
  But with all his patriotism, Andy keeps a bright eye
on the " main chance." Like his brother, the Northern
Yankee, whom he somewhat resembles and greatly ad-
mires, he never omits an opportunity of "turning an
honest penny." In defiance of custom-house regulations,
and of our strict blockade, he has carried on a more or
less regular traffic with New York and Boston (via
IL) alifax and other neutral ports), ever since North Caro-
lina seceded. His turpentine-while it was still his
property-has been sold in the New York market,
under the very eyes of the government officials-and,
honest reader, I have known of it.
  By various roundabout means, I have recently re-
ceived letters from him. His last, dated in April, and
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